“sunbird’s peck”

Written for:  Carpe Diem Special (2nd Guest)-Kala Ramesh
Write a poem in the same sense, tone, and spirit as:

sunbirds peck
the tumbling river notes . . .
evening raga

© Kala Ramesh *

* Previously published–A Hundred Gourds, 2:3, June 2013

falling leaves . . .
if only sorrows could be
contained in a palm

© Kala Ramesh *

* Previously published–Lakeview International Journal of Literature and Arts, Summer 2013

in the chapel
the murmured prayers resonate
in tune with the birds

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

alarm clock
noise shocks him awake at four
neighbor’s rooster


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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One Response to “sunbird’s peck”

  1. jazzytower says:

    This one made me laugh. This is what happens when ‘city’ goes to the ‘country’. ::))

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